It’s funny how having visitors to stay can suddenly open your eyes to a place you have been taking for granted for far too long. Okay, so being a Glens girl might have something to do with my bias here, but in all seriousness, as much as this little postage stamp otherwise known as Northern Ireland can sometimes tear your hair out (sun, seriously, where are you? It’s June?!), we

It’s been ten years since I last set foot in The Dam. I was on a scoot away from someplace like Middle Earth in France and basically spent most of my time wandering up and down PC Hoofstraat (the equivalent of Bond Street in London) taking pictures of the Chanel window. This time round, older, wiser and with a Longchamp backpack as opposed to the shabby one in my teens,

Everyone’s heading to France this week for some sort of sporting event. While we do enjoy watching fit sportsmen running around in shorts (no shame here) we are much more excited about the prospect of a brief sojourn in the South of France. The French Riviera, otherwise known as the playground of the rich and famous, is the perfect place to sport a Breton and some culottes. If not there, then where? Don’t

Somewhere in northern Italy, a former Harrison lady is cruising through cobblestone streets on a bicycle. Not one to pass up on the opportunity for a brief jaunt to the continent, I decided to wing my way there for a visit, thanks to Michael O’Leary and Barry’s tea in tow. First stop, Ferrara. Rather conveniently nestled just north-east of beautiful Bologna and south of fantistico Venice, Ferrara is right smack bang in

It’s never too early to start thinking about holidays, but perhaps Christmas has taken a toll on that Mulberry purse of yours and you’re feeling a little, dare we say it, blue. And maybe you’re even in the red. Yep. Well, London may not seem like the obvious choice for a cheap getaway but trust us, it can be done. We’re spilling some secrets on Landan, some cheap, some not

Packing for a holiday can sometimes be a little stressful (just ask Margaret) and even more so if you are squeezing your essentials into a teeny tiny carry-on, panic can escalate pretty quickly then. If sun, sea, sand and lots of yoga are on the schedule then you can opt for beach-chic simplicity which means that you needn’t worry about packing the kitchen sink. Luckily for you, we have taken

A girls’ holiday to a Greek island is a rite of passage and no, we did not go to Kavos. We did it in style (and, dare we say it, with a little more class). I think it’s safe to say that Kommeno and Iōannēs will never be the same again. Holidaygate (coined by the wonderful Aisling) was, as the word suggests, a bit of a disaster. Co-ordinating a lunch date

Budapest. And we’re excited. As much as I love lazing on the beach, supping a mojito; it’s hard to beat a city break avec les filles. Strolling through a city, sipping un café au lait is right up my street. Throw in a couple of my best friends and it’s a great way to recharge those batteries and the culture vulture in me gets a spin out too. So far, so

Belfast may be many things, infamous and notorious spring to mind, but it’s our little corner of the world. Although we will never admit to there being any part of the city better than the Lisburn Road. (shameless plugging), we have been known to venture occasionally to the hubbub of the city centre. For those ladies who love to lunch, there is no better starting off point than the delightful

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